I collect cultural relics in the human world

"Who is it?" Fan Yu's spirit of gossip was completely ignited, and he jumped up and down around Guan Zihe, "Aguan, you still have something to hide from brother!"

"Then I'll contact you first, you can do it yourself."

Of course, Guan Zihe would not respond to him. After saying that, he left, with his little hands following behind him. Before leaving, he gave Fan Yu a white eye. Unable to wait for an answer, Fan Yu could only pay Lao Chaofeng out of curiosity.

"Uncle Qin..." The voice was drawn out in a long voice, threatening and coquettish.

Qin Jian had goosebumps all over his body. He knew that it would be difficult to live without an answer today, so he said, "Actually, you should know."

"I should know, what do you mean, it's someone I know? Impossible." Fan Yu muttered to himself.

"I remember you said before that Zhi Nu is obviously a traditional monster in China, but she has studied Western monsters. She insists on living in this old castle, with strange shapes and a bad temper..."

"Really a werewolf?" Fan Yu slapped his head, "This is really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple, a combination of Chinese and Western styles."

"No, if you think about what Doctor Guan said," Qin Jian reminded leisurely, "it's related to blood, so we have to find him."

"Is it related to blood?" Fan Yu repeated Qin Jian's words, and suddenly felt a ray of light flash across his mind, "Could it be a vampire?"

"Exactly." Qin Jian nodded as he spoke.

"Really!" Fan Yu's eyes also lit up, as if he was gearing up, "I haven't been exposed to international business yet. I didn't expect that Dr. Guan already has such connections. Is there any story behind this worth telling? Listen?"

"Don't do anything too much, otherwise there will be no luck. Let's leave it for another time." Qin Jian had almost said it, stood up and started to walk out, "I'm going to find some clothes. Director Deng's ship should be here too."

"Let's see," Fan Yu heard the words and didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his head and looked at the phone again, "Uncle Qin, Director Deng is probably still sleeping. It's not impossible to find Xiao Lin, but in the middle of the night, shouldn't we ask someone to do it?" Young man, take a rest."

"Okay, it's not an urgent matter. Let's rest here for the night." Qin Jian waved his hand and went to find a room to rest. Fan Yu was too lazy to move and lay down on the sofa.

The waves gently beat against the rocks on the shore, making a rhythmic sound that is somewhat hypnotic. Several people left their thoughts to the otherwise silent night and finally fell asleep.

Qin Jian was awakened by the chirping of seagulls. He sat up from the bed and opened the curtains. The golden sunlight streamed in through the window, making him lose consciousness for a moment.

The sound of waves crashing outside the window was still melodious, and everything was awake and full of life. Qin Jian lowered his head and glanced at his phone. Without the pain in his arm, he actually slept until nine o'clock. He stretched out and took a few deep breaths, leisurely and contentedly. He was obviously very satisfied with the sound sleep. It took a long time before he thought about the injury on his arm again.

Taking off half of his clothes, Qin Jian touched the new skin on his arm, and then took a closer look at the healed wound. There was no black air, everything was normal, but the faint scar lines looked like a gnashing one's teeth at this moment. dragon.

The black mist that turned into a dragon shape last night began to disturb the peace in his heart, but he didn't dwell too much on it. Instead, he moved his arms first, without feeling sluggish, and then came to the mirror in the room and stretched out his hand towards the mirror. A mirror - that should have been his domain, always bowing to him, but now, the cold mirror stood firmly in front of him, rejecting him mercilessly.

Yesterday, he told Fan Yu that the inability to open the Mirror Realm was only a temporary matter. When the wound healed and the dragon energy from the slashed body gathered again in his body, everything would be restored, but he knew that he was lying. Whether it was last night or now, he couldn't feel any connection with the Mirror Realm, not at all. He couldn't turn into the old Chaofeng, couldn't summon fire, snow or the black gold umbrella, couldn't discover the powers of other ancient objects, he seemed to...become an ordinary person.

The difference he relied on was gone, and his peace and quiet was shattered.

Seagulls chased the sun, hovering among the castle's scattered roofs, making crisp calls. Qin Jian walked outside under this blatant invitation.

The exotic building gradually became clear against the half-darkness of the morning light. The gilt glass under the pointed roof reflected the golden and hazy mist. Occasionally, the wind blew through the arched doorway, carrying the breath of the sea. It messed up his forehead hair.

There may not be anything wrong with being an ordinary person, at least he can still eat soft food. Qin Jian comforted himself by thinking of He Si. When he thought of her expression and behavior after learning the situation, she was angry and angry, like a rose in the morning, with delicate dewdrops and stubborn thorns coexisting, he felt uneasy mixed with sweetness. It seems that losing the ability itself is no big deal.

As if telepathically, Qin Jian's cell phone rang when he thought of He Si.

"How's the injury on your arm?"

"Everything is cured." Qin Jian finished typing these words and hesitated before sending them out. After seeing the "read" message immediately displayed on the screen, I felt a little guilty. After thinking about it for a while, he began to try hard to make excuses for himself - the injury on his arm was indeed cured, and everything else was a matter of course. His report was incomplete at best, not a lie.

Just as he was thinking about it, another message appeared on the screen: "Why can't my mirror gallery be used?"

"What are you going to do with the Mirror Gallery?" Qin Jian didn't expect He Si to find out so quickly. He suddenly panicked, his hands shook, and he instinctively asked the opposite person to calm him down.

"Come and see you."

He Si replied quickly, as if to express her dissatisfaction, and then specially added: "To prevent you from lying to me."

Qin Jian laughed. He could think of He Si's pupils shrinking slightly like a cat, and her right eyebrow raised slightly, looking dubious.

"Really." After typing these words, he took a photo of his injured arm and sent it, "I believe it now."

"Doctor Guan is really amazing. Did your little hands help?" After He Si finished saying this, she suddenly remembered her original question and asked insistently, "But why can't I use the Mirror Gallery?"

What a persistence. Qin Jian sighed secretly. Fortunately, he had already thought of an excuse and immediately replied: "Didn't you say that? We haven't seen each other recently. I can't hinder your academic work. I'm afraid you can't control it, so Just close your gallery of mirrors.”

This time, there was no immediate reply from the other end of the phone. After a long time, Qin Jian received three words plus a punctuation mark, which looked exactly like He Si herself showing her teeth and claws - "Think too much!"

"Haha." Qin Jian laughed twice happily, hearing footsteps coming from behind, and greetings also came at the same time.

"Uncle Qin, look at the scenery," Fan Yu said, looking over his head to glance at the screen that had not yet dimmed, and clicked his tongue, "I can't tell, Xiao He is still a housekeeper."

Qin Jian glanced at him and was too lazy to reply. Fan Yu obviously didn't expect him to reply either. He rubbed his hands and said, "Are you really going to hide it? How long can you keep it secret? He Si seems to be easy to talk to, but actually has a very stubborn temper. I I’m afraid you’ll capsize in the gutter.”

"Yes," Qin Jian didn't need Fan Yu to remind him. Qin Jian also knew that hiding it was not a long-term solution. What's more, at this moment, the crisis was everywhere. Asking for help: "What do you think we should do?"

"Everyone in our profession knows that we should be lenient if we confess and strict if we resist." "Then I..." Qin Jian looked at Fan Yu hesitantly, and Fan Yu nodded firmly.

Qin Jian picked up the phone again, and it vibrated at this moment. The two of them looked down at the same time and saw that it was He Si's call. Fan Yu slapped his thigh suddenly: "No, I suddenly remembered He Si's contact with Zi He." Way."

"When did it happen?" Lao Chaofeng panicked.

"Around Halloween, He Si bought a set of Wednesday cosplay clothes." Fan Yu looked at Lao Chaofeng's confused look and knew that it would be useless to talk more, so he changed his words, "Anyway, she wanted to give something to Guan Zihe and asked me for it. contact information."

"Why didn't you tell me!"

"At that time, I didn't know that you two were having an office romance, and He Si and Guan Zihe's relationship was obviously unusual after sending each other tokens. That was Du Muniao and Kushou. What did you give to He Si? Besides, Aren’t you here too, what do you expect me to say to you?”

"Then what should we do now?" The phone was still vibrating. Qin Jian, who was too lazy to raise his eyes in front of thousands of troops, panicked like a young boy who had just grown up. He almost threw this hot potato away, but in the end he still had no experience in love. Fan Yu helped him make the decision.

"Be quick, cut through the mess with a sharp sword, accompany the golden sword with the iron horse, in the world of martial arts, only quickness can't be broken, the apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains!"

Fan Yu nervously began to talk nonsense. In the midst of this nonsense, Qin Jian answered the phone. Before the person on the other end could speak, he took the initiative and said: "Ah Si, I know you still have doubts about the Mirror Gallery. It's just that It’s a very important matter, and I want to tell you face to face.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Yu showed admiration and gave him a thumbs up. Sure enough, the man on the other side of the phone also accepted this explanation. He was silent at first, and then said something unknown. At least judging from Qin Jian's face, the situation was under control.

At the end, Qin Jian said, "Let's have dinner together today" and finally hung up the phone.

"nailed it?"

"nailed it."

Fan Yu took a long breath and said in an exaggerated tone: "You know how panicked I was just now, my palms were all sweaty."

"Go ahead." Qin Jian said, waving his hands with a calm look.

"Uncle Qin, you are obviously more panicked than me."

"Heh," Qin Jian snorted seemingly nonchalantly and changed the subject, "It's time for the ship to arrive. Let's go to the dock."

"Go, go, go, I really want to save face and suffer."

The two of them tacitly agreed not to mention Guan Zihe. Anyway, the mirror corridor was like this in the past, coming and going freely.

They walked out of the castle, passed by the beach and rocks, and saw a speedboat approaching from where the sea and the sky meet. A piece of golden light was cast on the blue sea, and on the edge of the isolated island, a long wooden fence led straight to the depths of the sea. It was a place they had never set foot on and did not need to set foot in. Now it seemed that the paint was mottled and the wood was rotten. It was time It needs a good repair.

The wooden planks creaked under the feet of the two of them, and they walked silently towards the speedboat that had come from afar. Compared to Qin Jian's resistance, Fan Yu was a little excited. Although the Mirror Corridor is convenient, it loses the scenery along the way, just like the time in the Kumtag Desert. Driving across the sand sea is indeed tiring, but thrilling and suitable for young people like him. Fan Yu cursed pointedly, barely waiting for the speedboat to stop, he held the board with one hand and jumped off.

He was tall and strong, and his momentum was astonishing. When he jumped, the speedboat swayed and seemed to be destroyed.

"Hey, Xiao Huang, this speedboat can't handle the load."

Fan Yu got an advantage and behaved well, but the driver, who was called Xiao Huang, dared not say anything. He finally stabilized the speedboat under him, and then stretched out his hand to the delicate and frail young man behind Fan Yu, motioning for him to support him. Get on board. Unexpectedly, a black shadow flashed in front of him. Before he could see clearly what happened, he only felt the hull of the boat swaying slightly, and the shadow on the wooden board in front of him had not disappeared. When he turned around, the young man was already behind him, sitting firmly in his seat. On.

"Hey, Uncle Qin, your skills are still as good as before."

Xiao Huang looked at the young man who was about the same age as Lin Zhaohui but had a completely different demeanor. Listening to Fan Yu's dirty words, he felt that he was really unnecessary. Being able to follow their living Yama, Fan Chu, is certainly not a small role that can't even get on a speedboat. I really have nothing to do to be attentive.

He thought about it, restarted the engine, and regardless of whether the other two people on the boat were ready, he pulled the steering wheel and drifted, and rushed back home.

The sea breeze whistled past his ears, and Qin Jian felt the coldness with a fresh smell for the first time. He watched the speedboat riding the wind and waves in the leisurely sea in the morning, cutting through the calm sea like a knife, knowing that this isolated island The calm may also be broken.

But this was not necessarily a bad thing. He thought of the vampire knight who was as weird as Guan Zihe, and suddenly felt that it was interesting to break the routine of life.

The journey was always non-stop. After getting off the yacht, there was already a car waiting for him on the shore, but the destination was Director Deng's office. Qin Jian quickly shook his head.

"Go to Ah Si first."

"Director Deng, it's hard to explain..." Fan Yu was not happy, "Why don't you explain the problem first?"

"What problems do I have to explain to him?" Qin Jian was even more unhappy. "If you have something to do, ask him to come see me. I have a date tonight."

He said, without giving Fan Yu a chance to speak, he opened the car door and sat directly in the back seat of the car, and started to chat on his mobile phone.

"Uncle Qin," Fan Yu was speechless and could only knock on the car window, and waited for Qin Jian to slowly roll down the window before saying, "Uncle Qin, you are used to taking shortcuts, so you may not have any idea of ​​distance. This is Xia City , He Si is in Yincheng, and you have to cross more than half of China to get there. If you drive, it will take a day and a half without sleep, and you will definitely not be able to catch up with today's dinner."

"What should we do?" Qin Jian leaned forward and stared at Fan Yu, seeming to be really anxious.

"So we'd better go see Director Deng first," Fan Yu said. Seeing Qin Jian raising his eyebrows and about to refuse, he quickly added, "Director Deng has a private jet and will land in Yincheng in two hours."

After hearing this, Qin Jian carefully looked at Fan Yu for a while to make sure that he was not talking nonsense, and then nodded reluctantly: "Half an hour, in exchange for the right to use the private jet for one day."

"Okay, you have the final say."